Tabatha smiled. Her face was still flushed and rosy from her orgasm. She looked around and located her shorts, floating near the ceiling and gently pu...hed away, Jake moaning in mild protest as their mind-link was broken. He watched, fascinated by her grace and agility in free fall as she retrieved her shorts and expertly twisted around, easily putting her legs through and pulling the garment up. ‘How’d she do that? I have trouble doing that even while sitting down on a bed!’Tabatha pushed. Saliva poured out of the corners of her outstretched mouth and streamed down the guy’s balls, making them wet. Scared to death, Jane desperately tried to free herself but the handcuffs kept her in place tightly and Ted’s strong hand on her head didn’t let her mouth slid down his cock an inch. Grinning, the guy looked down at the poor girl. Her tear-filled eyes stared at him pleadingly as if they asked him to have a mercy on her. ?If you wanna breathe, start doing your fucking tongue job!? Ted. It was evening shift so there were areas where there were rarely other people. I asked if he would like to visit one such "low traffic"area? The visible bulging ofhis pants gave the answer before he spoke. As we ducked behind a desk in an empty room, I couldn't believe that a 37yr old, married mother of 3 hadthis "k**" wanting her so bad. It was both erotic as hell and upsetting. I love my husband and should have better control of myself. The hot wetness between my legs trumped that feeling. Until now when a chance passing of two buses had put her right back in front of me again.Nao’s eyes.They were gorgeous, just as I remembered them. And as she had looked directly into mine, hers had widened. Surprise? Shock? I decided to go with ‘surprise’ and forced myself not to read anything more into it. I had a final tomorrow and a chance to win a medal.I felt a little off. Was it the nerves of going into an Olympic final? Did seeing Nao unnerve me that much? My arms, shoulders and legs.